I’m trying to go somewhere new, with no GPS
A paradise with all the best.
See the sun through the huge leaf that an unknown person kindly keeps fanning over me.
Heat about 88 degrees, tan lines on constant fleek.
Tide high, waves coming in strong on the beach.
I want to be warmed by the sun as the wind keeps me from sweating,
Comfortable , mute, with only the sound of a few in the water jetting.
Finishing up my drink of something with tasteless vodka, heavily stirred, citrus and pink.
Hors d’oeuvres on a tray next to Luigi’s Italian ice,
Samurai Hawaiian frost,
With sugar kanes sticks and fruit kebabs of the most exotic and sweetest picks.
Blunts of Marley rolled tight next to mango’s and a stove lighter bic.
A New York Times bestseller book laying beside me.
Yea, thats it!
I wanna go somewhere nice and warm.
Nice, warm, cozy and lit.